The Eternity: The Colour of Fate
Chapter 75

Chapter 75: Reunion (?)

The chirps. The chirps.

The cheerful chirping of little birds accompanied my journey. Occasionally it sounds boisterous low-key children and the bustle of the residents coloring along the streets of Azasky's capital, Chester.

It didn't take long, and the train I was riding stopped. The coachman said, "Your Majesty, we have arrived at Blue Sky's palace, Azasky." Her speech.

Hearing his words, I immediately got up and got off the carriage, "Alright, Thank you." My speech.

I turned my gaze to the towering high palace with a pretty elegant sky blue background. You could say, this palace is in a high enough place, and of course windy.

Azasky, a kingdom with Wind Blessing from one of the Eternity existences of this world, Patron Wind from the wind god, Bhatara.

Arguably, Azasky is the country with the strongest eternity after Arcnight. In the future, my uncle, King Azasky will fight desperately to protect him, the eternal god of the wind.

There are so many tragedies waiting for me in the future. Starting from the tearing of the barrier of the mirror world and Oxmage, the massive invasion of the demons and the destruction of the other races, to the destruction of this world itself.

Actually it's a waste, I mean - even if I knew what happened in six of Chelsea's lives, or to put it simply, six possible futures. I don't even know if I can prevent it or not, that flag of destruction.

But clearly, let's try.

The destruction of this world, starting from the small number of variables involved. All of them formed a big small event that would later affect the order of this world.

Starting from the war 100 years ago, the destruction of the sun's sun and the decimation of the great Sun's Eternity, then the spread of miasma and the attempt to decapitate the war Eternity, the destruction of Alpha College, and many other things.

Of course, it was not impossible for me to foil any of those disasters. But, it is not impossible also new variables appear when the old variables were destroyed.

With that, only one thing is absolute, I have to be prepared.

"I'm Qin, let me drive you, Mister?" Said an old man with glasses on his right eye.

"Ah, sure." I'm indifferent.

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After a while, we arrived at a green garden with a table and some banquet chairs. A pair of middle-aged men and women looked at me kindly with familiar faces and smiles that were no longer unfamiliar to me. It can't stop me from smiling right away.

"Honor to his majesty, I have brought him here" Qin said obediently.

I then bowed in respect.

"Honour to the Highness of Azasky, His Majesty King Albert and his Majesty Queen Queensha, it is an honor to meet you" I said.

Without me noticing, the woman got up from her seat and quickly stepped towards me and then tightly hugged my body.

I turned my gaze to the middle-aged man who also got up and smiled warmly. For a moment, I was stunned. Until then, return his warm embrace. Well, it's been a long time since I remember that hug, "Auntie, I'm fine, believe me" I said.

The woman, Queensha, took off her hug slowly. I could only smile at the complicated and worried expression on her beautiful face.

"I'm glad to see you're healthy, your Highness Queensha."

Queensha let out her breath looking at me fixedly. She smiled and stroked my hair, not-she ruffled it.

"Basin' bad boy! You're finally back, otherwise I don't know what to say to your mother at all" he said.

"Auuh .. stop, auntie!" I said as I moved away and tidied back my hair that had changed incoherently.

"Hmph! You're being polite! But, you still owe me an explanation, Third Prince!" He said while standing up and puffing his chest fiercely.

"Uurgh~ sorry ..." youhku without power.

"All right! Now answer me!" He cried with a background of fire blazing behind him.

"Where have you been!?"

"Why don't you go home!?"

"Why didn't you tell me!?"

"Why do you worry us, huh!?"

"What have you been doing all this time!?"

"How could you be a Monarchian!?"

"Are you in school? Did you awaken your magic talent?"

"Who's taking care of you!?'

"Who saved you!?"

"Who gave you food and clothes!?"

"where is he now!?"

"where did you stay while you were away!?"

A long series of questions kept coming from him that mercilessly gave me questions but never gave me time to answer them one by one.

'Ugh .. I completely forgot what it's like to have a mother.' I mumbled in my heart of course.

"Qu-enough! Do you want to get me out of this palace again? Stop asking me questions and let me answer them!" My words are no less persistent.

"What's!? You intend to leave again!?" His words growled, preventing me from pronouncing a single letter.

I shook my head strongly.

"Well, answer my question." Said indifferently.

"Sighs. Do you think your niece would have answered him correctly if you were to ask him that many questions at once? The fact that it's you I don't think you can remember it in sequence and right." Uncle Albert defended me.

My smile faded again as the woman said, "if so, do I need to repeat it?" Ask me sharp.

I shook my head spontaneously, balking loudly at his offer, muttering in my heart, 'I don't want my ears to bleed, anymore!.'

After that, I started narrating all my stories, all of which made sense of course. Starting from the day I left Arcnight, to why I became a Monarchian.

"First, after I was attacked, I fell into the river and was carried away by the current. A slave trader took me and treated me before I was sold as a slave." I said as a preliminary statement.

I could see it, the look on the faces of these two people in front of me that seemed to darken in anger.

"I don't know which stupid merchant can't even recognize you, baj*ngan!" Uncle Albert said.

That's right, because I have something 'typical' as the son of the Arcnight king. Namely, the blackish-blue hair that could only be found in Asteria and Arcnight was the only one that still had a bluish-black-haired lineage with no Asteria name behind it.

"That's all, I don't know who he is." I muffled the anger of both.

"After that, a nobleman I didn't want to name bought me and made me his 'son'. I was there for a few years before they finally dumped me (because it was useless)." My speech.

Their angry expressions continued to strengthen after hearing my story.

"Then, the question may arise, why didn't I contact you, right? Or why didn't I expose my identity?"

"The answer is simple, I'll do it myself if I remember. But the thing is, I myself don't remember anything other than my own name."

"Then I met my master. He taught me many things and took care of me properly, gave me clothes, ate, and drank. There, I met many colleagues, spending my time attending school with them. In return, I was required to be his successor and study hard."

Their angry expressions slowly disappeared, the two looked at each other for a moment before Uncle Albert asked me, "who is that benefactor?" Ask curiously.

I shook my head softly, "the master refused to mention his identity in front of others. To be sure, he is my master, and I am his successor, that is."

"After a few years of being his disciple, I awakened my magic talent, starting to learn magic even though it was a bit late. In addition to magic, I also learned other fighting abilities, ranging from sword arts, bare-handed martial arts, and many other fighting skills. In addition to his fighting skills, he also gave me many other teachings. Starting from political knowledge, economics, literature, art, and many other things."

"After a few years, I began to recall, my true identity with the help of the master. After recalling it completely, the master still told me not to contact you until I became strong enough." My speech.

"Then, the reason I became a Monarchian, was related to the secret identity of my master. He is the founder of Ghost Monarchy, hence, I am also indirectly a Monarchian."

Hearing my words, the expressions of the two seemed stunned for a moment, until they looked at each other again before finally smiling elaborately at me.

"Hmm. well, you're really big, Raka Azalea" said the two.

I can only nod.

The atmosphere became quite quiet, not-quite awkward for a while I guess, "Ah. Well it's not good if I'm in the chat with the grown men!" Aunt Queensha said awkwardly.

"Ah. If by lunchtime come don't forget to come with my handsome son eat ya. .. I'll watch Oliver and Stelia study"

"Pufft" Albert's uncle was surprised when he heard it, he almost spouted out the tea he was breathing

While I could only turn my face holding back a laugh. Occasionally shaking withstood my laughter.

Aunt Queensha then walked away leaving us both.

Sighs. I heard a heavy sigh blow from him.

"How's it?" Ask to open a conversation.

"What?"

"How did you feel after all this time when you saw this palace?" Ask uncle Albert.

"Oh."

"I don't remember it, however, I was very small at the time, and could even be said to be a baby" I said, thinking about it.

Hearing my answer, the man in front of me nodded in agreement. Well, I'm not wrong, the last time I was here was when I was a matter of months back, I guess. So, it's no surprise that I don't even remember it anymore.

"Deja Vu." I continued to interpret the feelings I felt.

"Nostalgic"

"Maybe that's all I can use to describe how I feel right now" I said.

I saw him, for a while he looked at me fixedly for a while, and then closed his sharp eyes it was weak.

"You look very mature, Raka" he complained.

I was a little surprised when the word fracture sounded from him, it couldn't prevent me from smiling hard.

I exhaled, and then came back smiling bitterly, "You're joking,"

"It's up to you, but I also have a son, and I've also been your age, and it's not the same as what I've seen you" he said.

There was nothing I could do to respond to him, other than smile helplessly.

Well, I doubt I'd be considered an adult if I couldn't remember it, a piece of my past memory as a [Nonius]

"Alright, so what are your plans for the future" asked Albert seriously.

I let out a light sigh, "It's not such a complicated thing, but it's also not a trivial thing" I replied briefly.

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